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Ha ha. You know what it is. What up niggas, it's Young Buck. Niggas know how I get down. I'm about to take my show on the road Right now, so I will be coming to a Hood near you niggas. Let's go. Straight up and down. See, I come to spend money, Fuck some of these bad bitches, Come back and get some more money, nigga. Let's go. Everybody's looking, like who the fuck is That? His chain gon' get tooken, he must don't Know where he at. The hoes love his swag, They see a new face. They see the Gucci bag and the Louis suitcase. The Marc Jacob glasses and David Brown shirt. The only question the niggas ask is where that Work. I'm two steps ahead of these bitches and These feds. See, I just want the bread, And they just want me dead. So I don't go to bed, I be sleeping With my nights on. Three AM, all of the lights on. Until the white gone. A pink Sprite and some pills called supermans. You pop one and you fuck around and I'm I know I'm not from 'round here, but you Can bet. Got a bunch of killers with me, I got straps on deck. And I feel like I'ma kill me a nigga. I feel like I'ma kill me a nigga. You think you finna rob me? Me? Jack who? All this ice, man, you know I'm staying strapped, I got to. And I just might kill me A nigga. I think I might kill me a nigga. I'm buying out the mall, and fucking with these Hoes. I don't know where I'm at, I get Off the plane and roll. Hey, take me to the hood, show me where To get some soul food. I'ma show you love, even though I don't know You. That don't mean I'm so cool, you can Get my jewels. I'ma be like, hey dude, please don't be no Fool. I let it go boom, fuck a rapper, I'm a goon. And I'm the scrappest nigga in This motherfucking room. My shows look like gang meetings, all these niggas Banging. The hoes know if they ain't freaking, We gon' leave 'em hanging. Respect another nigga city when you're out of town. You disrespect the Ville 'round here, it's going Down. I know I'm not from 'round here, but You can bet. Got a bunch of killers with Me, I got straps on deck. And I feel like I'ma kill me a nigga. I feel like I'ma kill me a nigga. You think you finna rob me? Me? Jack who? All this ice, man, you know I'm staying strapped, I got to. And I just might kill me A nigga. I think I might kill me a nigga. The stage too small, so I'm standing on the Bar. Performing with my strap, I don't leave it In the car. I'm giving niggas dap, And the hoes get a hug. I hate it when niggas come to me rapping In a club. I ain't acting fucked up, Just think if you was Buck. And these rappers in a rut, while you getting Your dick sucked. What the fuck? All these bitches, ayy, you want a nigga nut? Well, if you don't want the pussy, we gon' Take it with us. The white get her right, pills make her feel A rush. Let's party like we was on Lil Wayne's bus. Respect another nigga city like I do My own. You disrespect the Ville, Bet you won't live long. I know I'm not from 'round here, but you Can bet. Got a bunch of killers with me, I got straps on deck. And I feel like I'ma kill me a nigga. I feel like I'ma kill me a nigga. You think you finna rob me? Me? Jack who?